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Sitting on his large throne, plotting of days to come, something captured Vladimír's eye. He blinked and turn his attention to the large spherical mass to his left. He rose and moved over to it to peer into its depths more closely. He narrowed his eyes as he caught a glimpse of something that interested him.
"Why you sly little weaklings. It seems you have been tossing your power about the wretched surface, while I was down here...forced to obey the rules," he growled in a deep voice. "Just how many seeds have you planted, my cunning foes?"
He lifted his large hand and laid it on the swirling mass and it began to crackle with electricity. Several shining spots began to appear, making Vladimír to bare his teeth in anger. "So many seeds you have planted! No matter....yes...no matter what you do, or how much power you give those pathetic little mortals...it will not be enough to put an end to my plans," Vladimír stated. He turned and began to walk away, but paused and looked back when a few of these dots began to shine brighter than the others.
"Though I wonder...if these seeds began to grow and unite...they might begin to be a thorn in my side. I think it best to eliminate them...,just to be safe........."
Deadra
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